I wrote this poem when Caleb was a toddler... he's 13 now. Fatherhood certainly changes as kids grow up. Whatever stage your kids are at; dads don't forget the amazing responsibility you have to instill the higher callings of faith, and character, and humility in your children. This little poem takes me back to when he was wobbling around many years ago. Happy Father's Day to all you dads out there. May God be with you as you lead your children.
A Dad on One Knee
a dad on one knee, eye to eye with his little one
speaking, deeply, without forming a single word
a dad on one knee, casting off cares of his grown-up life
prestige, deadlines, trumped by grass-stained dress pants
a dad on one knee, creating otherwise impossible chances for
hugs, high-fives, and larger-than-life wrestling matches
a dad on one knee, descending from his usual lofty place
tickling, smiling, learning from this new-found perspective
a dad on one knee, giving pointers to the next football star
teaching, coaching, secretly rooting for much more than skill
a dad on one knee, beside the bed during scary nights
comforting, softly, slaying the terrifying shadow monsters
a dad on one knee, clumsily humming bedtime songs
singing, holding, praying that time will take the long way
a dad on one knee, nervous about the outcome of his best attempt
waiting , watching, heartstrings stretched to their limits
a dad on one knee, emulating his Redeemer gone before
humbly, sacrificing, knowing this posture has eternal consequence
a dad on one knee, eye to eye with his little one
speaking, deeply, without uttering a single word
